part 3

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                                   -  PART THREE -

Louis POV:

I haven't done much this day, but I think I need it, just to rest... it feels ridiculous to say I need rest when I've been sleeping for a half year... but I'm really exhausted.

The rain pours down outside and it looks like everything have lost its colour... everything's just in different shades of grey...

I'm sitting in my sofa doing nothing but thinking of him... I hope it will lead to another scene, I just want to see him again... cause it feels so real, it's like god hears me cause a scene appears in my head like a clear film

I sit in a restaurant with subdued light, I'm feeling so nervous, a woman walks to me and looks at me, would you like to order? She asks and I shakes my head, I'm waiting for company, I say and she nods then leaves the table.

A candle is placed on our table and I could smell the steam from it, this mixed with the smell of food was lovely, while the time kept going I just felt more and more nervous, what if he doesn't shows up?

At the same time he walks in, his hair is a bit wet of the rain outside and he's searching for me with his eyes, then he sees me and a smile spreads all over his face, he walks to me and sits at the table.

He looks at me with shy eyes, Hey, I say, Hi, he answers, he looks so perfect that I could watch him the whole night, his red lips, green eyes and the dimples in his cheeks, my heart beats faster, I just want to kiss him.... right now, our first kiss... I can see that he's considering something, what is it? I ask.

He looks up at me and he's blushing a little, Um... I.. like.... Brought you something..., he says and looks down at something he's holding in his hands, I smile, please show me, I say.

I know... it's maybe like... ridiculous.., he says, but I couldn't find anything better..., he continues.

nothing you do is ridiculous..., I say and looks at him, he smiles slightly and lays a rose at the table, it's in a deep colour of red, I smile big and carefully picks it up, thanks.. it's really beautiful, I love roses, I say and I puts it down again and reaches for his hand

 His green eyes sparkles, I look at his lips and I can see he's looking at my, is this the moment?

Should I kiss him?

But I can't really think clearly and my lips is already against his, moving slowly together, soft and carefully we're discover each others lips, my heart's beating so fast that I can't feel it's beating anymore and my whole body fills with happiness and love, it's a warm and cosy feeling, I'll never end this kiss, it's filled with so much love and passion, I lay my hand at his cheek and my other is still holding one of his hands...

I just stared at the floor in front of me feeling the love and happiness disappear, feeling sad and cold instead....

Everything just felt so hopeless for a moment, what if he isn't for real?

If he's not , how can my love for him be so strong... and real?

And then I don't know what happened but I started to search my apartment for clues... clues that can show me that I'm right... right about his existent.

I pull out all drawers I can find and looks under my bed, table, sofa... , Nothing... just a little dust.

Then I start to look through papers after maybe numbers or any other clues..., nothing found... my head hurts bad again, a little more than before and I leans against the wall in my kitchen, a scene appears

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